Snow Has Outstayed Her Welcome

potentillabranch

She’s always underfoot,

she gets in my hair,

she smothers my sidewalk

and obscures the air.

Her habit of blanketing

my windshield in white

is no longer funny –

I think it quite trite.

She outright refuses

to melt or to leave –

revenge is my hairdryer

shoved up my sleeve…